Friday, April 4, 2014

Just When We Thought Life Was Relatively Calm ~

Sigh.
Then one's husband decides to attack a large logging chipper truck.
He attacked the truck using his bicycle, which miraculously seemed to have suffered not a scratch.
(Okay, I'm joking. The truck was stopped in the lane in front of him, and Adam didn't realize it had stopped. He was sailing along at 17 mph. Lanes are not parking lots.)
But that leg up there? He did a number on the top of his left tibia. He basically crushed it, and damaged the tendon too. Pretty nasty piece of work.
He was way out in the county when this occurred, and the rescue folks decided to airlift him to the hospital, which is a 90-minute drive by ambulance, but a quick flight. (Cha-ching)
When I arrived at the hospital, the first thing I saw was his helmet (a motorcycle helmet, no less) and the scrape on the front. See it?
Next, I saw this -- the clear plastic visor, splattered with blood. Hmm.
He had x-rays and CT scans, and then a preliminary surgery to clean out the very-deep, scarily-dangerous leg wound. One EMT person told me today that she's thankful he did not lose his leg. Gulp. Glad I didn't know that early on. Another CT scan this morning, and a 2nd surgery scheduled for Sunday morning.
He has a little bruising around his mouth, but he's a happy fellow and is in chipper spirits. The nurses love him because he's always so nice.
His hospital room is gorgeous and vast. Julia came along today to visit him. I spent the night last night on a highly uncomfortable pull-out chair. The nursing care is excellent.
So, Adam will be in here until at least Monday and perhaps Tuesday, and he can't put any weight on the leg for three months. No sailing this summer for him :( No pulling the boat out of the water any time soon to be worked on. He will have to cut down on some of his peripheral activities, and his exercise will be non-existent, so his weight loss will slow. Ah, the vagaries of life!
On another pitiful note, Beau had his fix-it surgery on Thursday morning, just hours before Adam's accident. He wears his cone of shame and takes his meds and looks generally oppressed.
But we are carrying on rather well, surrounded by the uplifting prayers of friends and family near and far, many messages and phone calls and visits. It will be fine. He will hurt and endure lots of rehab, I imagine, but this must be the thing that God wanted him to do now, instead of the other things we planned. And that's fine. When our friend Bette broke her hip last year, God used her accident and healing to bring piles of blessings on so many people -- blessings that couldn't have occurred otherwise. God has his own ways, and we are happy to be part of them. Unexpected miracles occur when we let go of our preconceived demands about our lives, and accept and embrace the events God brings in, expecting them to lead to beautiful things and beautiful people.

14 comments:

Rae said...

You know, if Adam is up for making Beau feel better about his surgery, Adam can wear a cone of shame as well. It might even keep Adam from biting his staples/stitches out. ;)

I am really sorry this happened but I am so thankful he didn't suffer worse damage or loss of limb. If there is anything we can do from afar please don't hesitate to let me know.

LeroyLime said...

so beautifully written but I wouldn't expect less from you Ms MK! May your dear hubby heal quickly and you all get back to a new norm soon!

Anonymous said...

MK, enjoyed your blog. We never know what trials we might have to deal with, but we do know that God will give us the strength to get through them. Thank you for your sweet reminder of this. Lindsey

Leslie said...

Oh my....so thankful that Adam is doing as well as he is. And poor little Beau looks pitiful. I know you are taking good care of your boys and pray for a quick and complete healing for Adam and his leg. (We won't mention the other thing.) Hugs from Texas. -Leslie

Sarah said...

Good thing he had on his helmet :) I had a horse riding accident that cracked my helmet. My husband has had a few knee surgeries....no fun, but there are some exercises that can still be done using the upper body and abdomen when he gets to that point! Praying for you all and your adjusting to the new way of life for a while. Praying for A's pain and uncomfortable-ness levels too.

FlowerLady Lorraine said...

Dear M.K. ~ I am sorry to hear about Adam's accident, but your post was so uplifting, especially that last paragraph.

May his surgery go smoothly and his recovery be swift.

Love, hugs and prayers for the both of you ~ FlowerLady

Thistle Cove Farm said...

So sorry about Adam's accident and glad everything is "fixable"; the recovery period is going to be a trial. Especially during summer...winter is the time for sofa plopping.
It's curious Beau has to wear a cone for a simple castration; I've never heard of that.

Pom Pom said...

Oh, I am praying for you guys. I am so thankful that the Lord is watching over you. Oh my goodness, MK! Bless your dear heart.

Lisa Richards said...

Ach! Prayers for speedy healing for all of your household. So glad that Adam is well cared for. Will you be spending the weekend in that chair? I guess it's a long drive home! I know what that's like. Hope you get some rest, and I'm praising God for your faith-filled outlook! :)

Kezzie said...

So true and a real.inspiration to us. Am praying for Adam.
God bless you all.
And poor doggie-they HATE the collars, don't they!!! X

Mary Ann Potter said...

Today's sermonette: The devil came to steal, kill, and destroy, but Jesus made a show of him openly on the cross and triumphed,! Remember the Lord said, "I came that you might have more abundant LIFE!" I send blessings to y'all and agreement for quick healing. Hallelujah!

melissa said...

Oh bless your heart. That's all I can say. You always sound so chipper, but I know this is pretty darned challenging.

Laurie said...

Yikes, glad he is going to be ok.

Ida said...

So thankful that the outcome of his accident was good. Sending healing thoughts and prayers. Poor little Beau wearing the "cone of shame." Sending him healing thoughts too.